Silas' grip on Ayla instantly loosened, a trace of panic flashing through his eyes as he glanced toward the source of the voice.
Noticing how nervous he suddenly became, Ayla's brows furrowed thoughtfully as she turned her head toward the man.
She stared him up and down, confusion flickering across her face as her eyes darted back to Silas.
What? This wasn't Ezra Hale.
Currently, Ezra was dubbed the most influential man in the state by the public. But in the years to come, he would become the most influential man in the nation.
That aside, he was one of the few people capable of making Silas turn pale like this.
However, only one person besides her would've known Silas couldn't make it to work today because of the 'food' he ate last night.
"Mr. Penner, I didn't know you were around," Silas mummed, an awkward laugh escaping his lungs as he shrugged his trembling hands off Ayla.
Miles Penner took one look at Silas before shifting his attention to Ayla.
